POON

I got left for a younger woman.
Said he’d only be a minute but he never came back.
I was half way up Colston Street talking to a friend when I didn’t answer his call.
I must’ve walked ten miles around the festival site my legs in a slow groove by the time I got home where I picked up my bike and rode to her place.
I thought about him, what he was doing, what could happen and hoped he’d be alright...
...generous from someone abandoned for poon...